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But real talk – “whore” got layers, fam. It’s a slap, a flex, a whole mood. Like, reclaimin’ it? Badass. Call myself a whore when I’m feelin’ cute – “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” – struttin’ like I own Rome. Surprised me how it flipped in my head – went from shady to slayin’. You ever tried that? Shits wild.

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First off, I hit up the local café on High Street. You know, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that one. I ordered a coffee, and the barista, bless her, totally messed it up. I mean, how do you get a flat white wrong? It was like drinking liquid sadness. I was like, “C’mon, mate! I need caffeine, not a cup of tears!”

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